"N-no. Nothing." I stammered as I took yet another step back, this time bumping into his desk. I turned around quickly to make sure I hadn't knocked a...ything over. Mr. Smith was acting very strange today.Suddenly I felt him pressed right up against me. His hands were on my hips and slowly working their way up to my waist. I tried to turn around, but he had me pinned to the desk. I could feel his breath on the back of my neck as he spoke."I just want you to know, you can come to me with. . I can't take anymore.. I need your cock buried inside me...please...please...please", she begged.I moved in between her legs and this time I teased my cock head on her pussy. I would just lightly enter her and then pull out. I slapped her clit with the underside of my penis a few times and she responded to that with immediate pelvic thrusting. I then slowly guided my rod into her sloppy vagina. I slid in very easy. Still taking my time and teasing her."Ohhhh my god that feels so good. . I told her I expected this to really increase the pressure onthe butterfly vibrator on her cunt. To aid in this, I told her to hook up theone-way rope catches to the eyebolts at the top of the bed posts and feed herankle ropes through them and pull them as tight as possible. Next, she wasto attach the clover style nipple clamps to her nipples. The cords attachedto the nipple clamps were to be fed through the eyebolts on the wall at thehead of the bed and tied to the bar bells on the pegs behind. ’ It was now about 7:30. ‘What are you doing then?’ She raised her eyebrows. He thought he could see her goosebumps as she answered, ‘Why do you ask?’ Before he could answer, one of the two truckers screamed from the other side of the restaurant, ‘Hey, baby, you gonna take my order, or ya gonna be talking to the pretty boy over there all night? Guess you don’t want my money?’ ‘Yea, Lena,’ Jasmine the waitress comes out holding beer and a plate of fries. ‘He’s mine.’ The girl called Lena.